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Shelli feel my heart in my eyes, Pouring out tears. i hear your voice in my head, Confirming all my fears.Shell
don't feel bad, I know you didn't play. but I really wanted you, I knew there wasn't any way.
you taught me a lesson, I already knew too well. give yourself to somebody, And they'll return an empty shell.
by ~FlyImmortal
BlissOh please oh please, Where aren't my keys? All I want to do, Is spend time with you.Bliss
Just give me your smile, We'll make this last awhile. Let me hold your hand, And we'll never land.
Give me a chance to kiss, I promise I won't miss. I want nothing more, Than just to be sure, That you feel this bliss.
by ~FlyImmortal
A SongSuch a good time, want to remember every second. I really like you, but you give no hint.A Song
This needs to go faster, waiting seems so wrong. I'm not a musician, so this is my song.
Memories escaping, but they're so precious. I don't need to find a genie, granted is my every wish.
We need to hurry, before our life is gone. Together neither of us, will be just a pawn.
by ~FlyImmortal
Ice I was driving down the street. I was picking up milk for my mom. The street was long so I thought about her. Not that it matters, I would have thought about her anyways. The road was was covered with ice but I was oblivious. I slowly gained speed. Nothing existed but her picture in my head. I asked myself the same questions as my car slowly eased above 60. The music was fading away. I hadn't seen her in three months. I counted every second and she couldn't care less. I didn't notice my speed and I didn't care. What is the point of having a car if she isn't riding in it with me. What is the point of living if sheIce
by ~FlyImmortal
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Heartbroken?Forget the poems that I wrote you, Forget the songs that I sang. Because all I have left to prove that I ever loved you, Is this heart filled with pain.Heartbroken?
I guess I should have realized, That this thing between me and you, It was all just a lie, It was all too good to be true.
James Blunt is on my replay, Goodbye My Lover, he says, I guess I have just one thing to say, That I thought you were the best.
You played crazy games with me, You thought cat and mouse would be fun, And I guess that I was to blind to see, That maybe I should hav
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Broken LoveDying slowly Escaping his pain. No care is left His efforts in vain. Stabbed in the back Three times in one. This pain he feels Will never be done. The love he knew Was shallow and fake. He gave her his heart, His only mistake. Lost in the sorrow Only the broken can feel. Wishing the pain to stop, Hoping it is not real. Knowing his life Is the only thing left. Wanting to break it, Just like the rest. Holding that blade And pressing it deep, Feeling the pain Trying not to weep. Dying slowly, HisBroken Love
by ~psycho-12
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- Current Residence: Upstate NY
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- Interests: Videogames, Football
- Favourite band or musician: Mindless Self Indulgence, Postal Service
- Favourite genre of music: Usually a wall of sound with brief forays into something sad
- Favourite style of art: Love Poetry
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- Favourite game: Halo 3, Cock of Doody 4, Castle Crashers
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it seems to us like those who invest nothing reap the greater rewards.
if we invest negative amounts we get an even greater negative amount of results in return, and that is something certain to us: reliable; we can count on it; SAFETY of rejection.
betting nothing yields nothing; we can only trick ourselves into believing this is a 100% return-on-investment; division by zero is undefined, hence, unyielding
the least we can do for ourselves - nay, the MOST - is to take more risks and keep on learning. eventually you may even reach a point when you are screening women for the privilege to date YOU; though lord knows i haven't seen that day for myself - YET ... perhaps we believe ourselves to be exalted past the point of resorting to petty flattery and pompous self-infatuation to attract the attention of an inflated bed-partners' ego? nay - we are but modest humans awaiting our just desserts
i say this now out of self pity, but - there is still hope for you, young padowan ^_^
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that no one believes in Miracles anymore?
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▐And I could see through the sound, I'd give you everything.
▐I'd give you everything,
▐I'm at your will once again.
▐Take it from here.
hahaha BUT YET i see what you mean and I agree 100% that "doing your own thing" is much more important than anything else. seriously take the time to shut yourself the fuck up and then once you've calmed yourself down, ask yourself what it is that YOU want to do. everything else is an escape from happiness.
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If you believe in Miracles, copy and paste this into your signature, and help us restore some faith in a world without"
--Kiss-my-Wrists
Being a rebel isn't about being different,
it's about being indifferent.
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